Michael's Pov
"I'm arriving now, so don't worry so much. Nothing is going to happen to me Chris." I said, trying to calm Christine down. I wasn't saying that if our roles were reversed that I wouldn't be just as worried about her as she was about me, because I sure as hell would knowing that there was a copycat Grave Digger out there that was targeting the families of former victims and doing the same thing to them the Grave Digger had done, but I was perfectly fine so I didn't want her to worry. Also, I knew all too well that my mom would be worrying equally as much right now and so would dad, which is why I got here as quickly as I could so they didn't have panic attacks.
"I know I shouldn't be worrying so much, but if this guy or girl is anything like Heather Taffet then they might be just as crafty as she was and that means we have no idea what they are planning." Christine said and I got her point as I shut off the engine. Killers like these were the worst, because if they didn't slip up it was hard to catch them. Then again, copycat killers usually followed the same path as the killer they're copying, so hopefully that meant our parents could catch this person before they struck again.
"Well I'm parked now, so I'll be in there soon. Stop worrying." I said and hung up, shaking my head at how cute she sounded when she was worried about me. Not that I would ever say that to her face of course, because if I did she might just try to kill me herself.
I opened my door and climbed out quickly, shutting it and locking it up tight. I then heard footsteps running up behind me, but before I could turn around to see who it was something zapped me painfully in the neck and my mind went completely blank.
Christine's Pov
The moment I hung up with Michael I left Angela's office so I could go meet up with him and see with my very own eyes that he was okay. I knew that meant I was being the overprotective girlfriend type, but I could not care less right now. I was scared, not that I was going to admit to my father just how scared I was. Thankfully though, I didn't have to because he'd left with Sweets to go to the F.B.I to try and work out who might be behind this with the help of Caroline. I wasn't that sure that they would be able to work out who was doing this, but they'd done it before so I hoped they could do it again.
"Hey squirt." Uncle Jared said as he entered the room with Aunt Padmé and my little cousin Tomas Booth. Tomas looked pretty much like Padmé and he was adorable kid. He was nine now.
"I'm sixteen, stop calling me that uncle jar head." I said as he ruffled my hair, using Dr Saroyan's nickname for him. I often used it when he got on my damn nerves. "I'm guessing dad called you and told you about the copycat Grave Digger."
"Yeah, he told us to get here and stay here for the time being until an F.B.I agent came to be our guard." He said, rolling his eyes. I guess he saw it as an insult because he was capable of taking care of himself and Padmé and Tomas.
"He's just worried, now if you don't mind me I'm going to see if my boyfriend is here." I said simply and Aunt Padmé smiled.
"Your boyfriend? Am I wrong to think that it may be Michael?" She asked and I smiled at her.
"No, you're not wrong because it is him." I said. "I'll explain later." I said and then I walked past them and out the doors, heading for the car park. I was so worried right now that my nerves were shot.
I headed through the building, my worry building critically when Michael still didn't appear. It didn't take this long to walk through a building, even if you were walking slowly, so what was taking him so damn long to get here. I went out into the car park and looked around, noticing Michael's truck (N/A I know I called it a Ute before, but really it is a truck so I knew I needed to change it.) but I saw no sign of Michael anywhere.
"Michael?" I called, but no answer came back so I cautiously walked out, hoping that maybe he was going to be a dick and try to scare me like he normally did when he knew I was jumpy. I walked over to his truck and looked inside, but all I saw was my gifts from Kate and that's it.
That's when I spotted a reflection of someone coming up behind me in the window and I dodged to the side as that someone tried to knock me out with a taser, meaning that this person was the copycat Grave Digger and they most likely had Michael already. I swung my foot up and kicked the device out of their hand, not being able to tell who this guy actually was (I knew it was a guy though because of his build.) because he was wearing a mask covering his entire face and goggles were covering his eyes, while gloves covered his hands. He charged at me then and I kneed him right in the chest, hopefully breaking a few ribs, while also digging my finger nails into the arm I had a hold of right now, hoping to leave a mark. He grabbed me by the hair then and hit me in the face with his fist, then he punched me in the stomach. I curled in on myself, the pain excruciatingly painful, but somehow managed to throw him off me. I got back to my feet properly and tired to run to get help. I was also filled with fear about where Michael was and what this man had done to him.
"Help!" I screamed, but suddenly I was grabbed by my arm before I got a few steps away and, as he bent my wrist causing pain to shoot through it, my head was smashed into the window off Michael's truck, shattering the window. The pain of that was the last thing I felt before darkness claimed me.
Brennan Pov
As my eyes examined the body I was slightly worried, though I hid it behind a calm exterior so Christine wouldn't worry about me. She knew the nightmares I had suffered through and how this case may affect me.
"Hey Tempe, has Christine come back yet with Michael?" Jared asked and that's when I looked up at him. I hadn't even noticed Christine leave.
"Wait, Christine's not here and neither is Michael?" Hodgins asked as he came out of his lab.
"She went to the parking lot to meet up with him about fifteen minutes ago. I'm about to go look for them because Angela's worried." Jared said and my eyes meet with Hodgins as dread filled my heart. That was the same place we had been taken from, so statistically speaking, if the copycat was following the Grave Diggers tactics to a point, that's where they'd take someone connected to us from.
It was then that my phone began to ring and I took my gloves off immediately, even though a part of me feared hearing what was about to be said while the other part hoped it was just Booth.
"Christine Booth and Michael Hodgins have been taken alive and may have been buried. Good luck on finding them Dr. Brennan; you have twelve hours before they are dead." The distorted voice said and the call cut off, while I stood there in shock. This person wasn't allowing us to pay a ransom; they wanted us to find them on our own.
"Doctor Brennan?" Cam asked and I looked at her.
"The Grave Diggers taken Christine and Michael." I said as worry coursed through my veins. He'd taken my daughter.
"What ransom does he want? Whatever it is we'll give it to him." Hodgins said and I shook my head.
"He doesn't want a ransom, he expects us to be able to find them in the next twelve hours." I stated, holding myself together so I could find my daughter and Michael and bring them home safely. I had to bring them home safely.
Booth's Pov
"These are all the people we could connect to Heather Taffet, but so far none of them fit the profile." Sweets said as I sat there in my seat, looking through all the profiles in front of me in sheer annoyance. I had this terrible gut feeling right now that I just couldn't shake and sitting here, looking at these profiles instead of being at the lab with Christine and Bones, wasn't helping.
"That doesn't exactly help us Cherie." Caroline said and I agreed. It didn't help us stop the killer.
"Well no, it doesn't help us stop the copycat, but it does lower our list of suspects." Sweets said, which was a fair point.
"I am getting too old for this." Caroline complained and I said nothing, though mainly because right then my phone started to ring and I took it out of my pocket to see that it was Jared. He was probably calling to complain again.
"Jared, what is it now?" I asked and there was silence on the other end for a moment.
"Seeley, there's no easy way to say this but… Christine and Michael have been kidnapped by the Grave Digger." Jared said and I clenched the phone tightly. How the hell had that happened?!
"When, how?!" I demanded as my fist slammed against the table, not knowing whether I was more angry or scared for my daughters safety.
"Not too long ago, from the parking lot. We went down, it looks like there was a struggle and blood was found. It… it belongs to Christine." He said and all I wanted to do was hit the nearest object I could find. That basted had taken my daughter and Michael, just like he had taken Bones and Hodgins that time. "She must have fought with whoever it was to try and get away."
"What does the copycat want?" I asked and I saw it on both Sweets' and Caroline's faces. They knew what had happened and I was sure they knew who it was that had been kidnapped.
"He wants you to find them in the next twelve hours, and he's not giving you a ransom." Jared explained and this time I did kick something as I got up and hung up the phone. I kicked a chair across the room.
"Booth, calm down. Tell us what happened." Sweets demanded and I placed my hands against the table, controlling my breathing because getting mad and breaking things was not going to save them.
"The new Grave Digger, he's kidnapped Christine and Michael and we've got twelve hours to find them. No ransom, no help, nothing." I said, but despite how hopeless that seemed I was not going to give up on my daughter and Michael. They would find some way to help themselves and help us find them, I had to believe that, I had to pray to god that they found a way to help us find them in time.
Okay guys, I really hope you'll review and tell me what you think. I know it's a little bit of a cliffhanger, but no stories complete without them. So, again please review and tell me what you think, I'd love to hear. Who is this copycat? Where are Christine and Michael? Is Christine okay? Can they be found in time? What do you guys think I might do?
